This little statue sits outside the best Malibu Starbucks (not to be confused with Malibu Starbucks numbers 2 and 3) and that’s a real book and those are real clothes and I’ve been saving this picture for the right opportunity because it really needs to be appreciated, you know?

This is that opportunity.

Appreciate!

So in 2009, my Aunt joined Goodreads and I received an auto-email inviting me to check it out. In a blur of who-knows-what I signed up, accidentally alerted everyone on my contact list, and friended the two individuals I knew who were already using Goodreads (people I was not, and am not close to).

I then let it sit for four years.

Who uses Goodreads anyway?

I have a really hard time with new social media in my life. (Maybe everyone does?) I was absolutely convinced Twitter was a flash in the pan and kept waiting for people to stop talking about it already. (Coincidentally, if you’d like to follow me on Twitter you can here.) (See what I did there?)

Instagram I didn’t understand for the first year and completely missed the golden opportunity to Insta my way through London.

Regrets, you know?

Don’t even get my started on my complicated feelings on Pinterest. I still don’t think I fully know what’s going on there, or maybe I do and the truth is what’s going on there isn’t very me, I’m not sure. I do know that I found a chicken tortilla soup recipe on Pinterest once.

That’s all I can say for certain.

Sometimes I wonder what on earth I’m doing blogging when everything about it is contrary to my nature. Do you know what the very sexiest thing a guy can tell me is?

That he wants nothing to do with social media.

Seriously, if you want my knees to go wobbly say that you don’t have a Facebook and have never heard of a subtweet. I once started a list of what I’m looking for in a potential mate and it began and ended with his social media presence and so I decided to shelve it.

(Another time, another time.)

But Goodreads! That’s the story here, not my weird lists about future hypothetical mates.

Goodreads, as with all my social media ventures, sat unused for years and years until it didn’t. And now, I’m all in and for the first time in my life I have a real way to keep track of all the books I’d like to read.

At least once a day I get a book recommendation or read a review, or remember a famous novel I should have already devoured, and so I log on to Goodreads and add to my ever growing (and never shortening) list.

The OCD in me loves this. The order. The checking off. The changing my status from “to read” to “currently reading.” It’s like a playground for the overly obsessive reader aka me.

I really, really love Parenthood and I would watch it all day if I could. I don’t think I’ve seen an episode that I haven’t cried in. It is such a real show and somehow reminds me of the future of my siblings and I. Of course, that makes me Adam….but he’s handsome, so whatev.